*laughs* Good old Sasuke-in-a-bucket. Every time I feel frustrated with that boy, I just remember how big that thing was, and how much it got thrown, dropped, turned upside-down, played catch with, bounced off trees, etc., during that arc...
...and I smile. ^_^ No wonder he came out black and blue. Sasuke, no matter how big of a jerk you may ever be, I am confident you will always be the world champion of inadvertently and appropriately punishing yourself.
Incidentally, yeah, I do agree with you about the frustrating tendency of all relationships to be reduced to sex by fans. Example: I can't look at Edward/Alphonse fanwork without seriously wanting to smack something, not simply because incest squicks me (squick just prompts an eyeroll and a back button), but because that relationship is so complex, so fascinating, so codependent and interesting and messed up and wonderful, and introducing sex into the equation just feels cheapening. They're already bound for life. They'd already die for each other. Why do we need to be making with the bedtimes?
There are "officially" at least five kinds of love. (http://www.socyberty.com/Philosophy/All-We-Need-is-Love-Two.82350) In reality there are billions, not to mention many an interesting dynamic that doesn't involve love at all, but this is a good start. Learn 'em, people. >.>;
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...and I smile. ^_^ No wonder he came out black and blue. Sasuke, no matter how big of a jerk you may ever be, I am confident you will always be the world champion of inadvertently and appropriately punishing yourself.
Incidentally, yeah, I do agree with you about the frustrating tendency of all relationships to be reduced to sex by fans. Example: I can't look at Edward/Alphonse fanwork without seriously wanting to smack something, not simply because incest squicks me (squick just prompts an eyeroll and a back button), but because that relationship is so complex, so fascinating, so codependent and interesting and messed up and wonderful, and introducing sex into the equation just feels cheapening. They're already bound for life. They'd already die for each other. Why do we need to be making with the bedtimes?
There are "officially" at least five kinds of love. (http://www.socyberty.com/Philosophy/All-We-Need-is-Love-Two.82350) In reality there are billions, not to mention many an interesting dynamic that doesn't involve love at all, but this is a good start. Learn 'em, people. >.>;